Friday, December 4, 2009

Travails of an Immigrant..

In search of golden fleece
A man is thrown out of his reins
Unsure and uncertain of the future
He leaves his family and loved ones
For a journey into the unknown

Across thousands of miles
Leaving a whole world behind him
Immersed in a new tradition
Culture, color and creed
Into a world of the unknown

He is abused, used and dumped
He works the dirty jobs daily
Summer and winter, he's there
Holding it down to pay the bills
In a world of the unknown

Hanging in there for so long
Almost on the verge of breaking up
Back ache persist, work confronts
loved ones back home, yearning for crumbs
From a man almost made spineless
In a world of the unknown

Saturday, November 21, 2009

May your road be rough..

For the nine
Who walked through this road
Gave strength in my adversity
Who saw through the tears and held me up
This is for you..
Sometimes,
All that is needed is a cheer word
A thank you.. A keep your head up smile
A handshake and some kind words
Your words inspired hope and gave courage
Opened up new vistas I dared to conquer
And like a lion, I went for the kill
In all, I’m here with a basketful
Full of fruits of won battles
I thought the crown had eluded me
Was scared the gold would scald me
Ruin my eyes cuz of how hard it shone bright
How mistaken I was till I dared
Now, im a fusion of all that’s sweet
Because I have you and you
A shoulder to cry on..

Thanks peepz!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Let this cup pass over me ..

Ignore this rant if you may.Had a very bad day earlier on and this is my only source of lettin out.Not out to get some aww comments..if only that would help but sure it doesnt..Thanks

Heck, what is wrong with me
Why do I feel this way?
My bones are totally drained
My emotions totally cut off
Hell! What is going on?
Where are you Lord?
I’m losing it gradually
And my patience running out
Day by day
Where are you Lord
When I’m singing and praying
With lil or no results
Where are you
When I do all I have to do
Tithe, trust and have faith
In the midst of these trials
Where are you?
These are trying times
Hard to figure where to turn
Same old disillusioned faces
Same old people everyday
Same events, same stage
Holding no promises of light
Within their make
This storm is raging too hard
And beyond control too
Are you gonna wait till im overwhelmed?
Till my bones begin to break? - Within me?
Can’t take this heat no more
I just wanna let loose
Cry, cry and cry this frustration out
Till my eyes suck out of their gorges
Perhaps, you will hear me cry
Perhaps, you will take pity on me
Perhaps, you will stretch your arms
To lift me up from this dump feeling.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Broken



I want to scream and shout

In pain and in anger

But I’m here

Broken and speechless

Flooded with tots of emptiness

Pervading the recesses of my heart

I try to weep and to sleep

But my dreams haunt me

With flashes of the past in them

I’m trying not to cry

For I must sheath my heart

Under my broken veil

Lest I choke at the sound of your name

Your voice which brought so much joy

Now wears a dagger anew

Piercing the heart you once gave love…





Saturday, November 7, 2009

Misunderstood

As a rejoinder to my last post Swallow your pride, I got this comment (a very lovely poem) from my big brother, CareyCarey..To be real, I fell in love with it INSTANTLY but wanted to share to have your take on it…And you can also show him some love here.. http://careycarey-carrymehome.blogspot.com/...Trust me, he’s good!

MISUNDERSTOOD

I said I cried last night, didn’t say I died last night.
Came through the storm, was all right last night.
I cried tears of joy.
I wanted to be with them, not in them.
A longing for their presence
Had a hole, a role
Could have filled it with another star
But the part was made for them.
Others could have pulled it off
Everybody would have been paid
But that part was made for them.
Who said it? I didn't.
I said they left, too many nights filled with images of them.
Too many vows broken, the pain--had nothing left in my heart
Nothing but disdain for them.
What did you read?
The paper said divorced, not used,
not someone’s unwanted item to be taken for granted and taken to the resale shop
It said divorced, not nearly new... should say new.
Does it say I am not whole?
Is there an asterisk saying I am missing parts?
Where did it say I was void of love, compassion, hope ...dreams?
Does divorce strip a man of his manhood?
Does divorce imply that a women is love-less?
Where does it say nuclear waste!?
I fell down, rolled around, I got up.
That road is behind me.
My road is in front of me.
Read it again, did it say I was a toy to be played with?
Did it say spin this, use this, anyone can do THIS?
Divorced...read it one more time.
I doubt it...
I doubt it said without principles, absent of love.
Is softness and strong bold convictions the sole possessions of newlyweds.
If you think so, you got me twisted, convuluted
You got me messed up
You have me MISUNDERSTOOD!

CareyCarey

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Swallow your pride!

This poem is dedicated to those goin through divorce..and inspired by a friend from far away Jakarta,Indonesia..Hope you like it..






Marriage will not always be
What you want it to be
There will be very testy times
And many challenges to surmount
But if we build from an honest heart
With a hand of affection
We will always triumph

The beautiful face you see today
Will not always be
Someday, it will turn wrinkled
That body will not always be healthy
Someday it will turn weak and dry
That slim shape you treasure so much
Will someday get overblown
Your handsome man will perhaps turn ugly
And your pretty sweet lady
Will not always look fresh, like from the start

Always accept changes
Remember where you both started from
Life aint easy, accept it
Always come back to your roots
With some introspection
On how you started out
Fight for your first true love
Always remember your purpose
And let the light of love
Shine through your marriage

Swallow your pride

Marriage will not always be

what you want it to be

there will be very testy times

and many challenges to surmount

but if we build from an honest heart

with a hand of affection

we will always triumph



The beautiful face you see today

will not always be

someday,it will turn wrinkled

That body will not always be healthy

someday it will turn weak and dry

That slim shape you treasure so much

will someday get overblowm

your handsome man will perhaps turn ugly

and your pretty sweet lady

will not always look fresh,like from the start



Always accept changes

remember where you both started from

life aint easy,accept it

always come back to your roots

with some introspection

on how you started out

fight for your first true love

always remember your purpose

and let the light of love

shine through your marriage

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Challenges we face!

Waking up every morning
Thinking everything would be okay
We sing, We clap, We pray
Still, battles are undaunted

We win some, We lose some
In those battles, we are broken
Fragmented in many pieces
And life looks so miserable

Turning on the world for help
Seeking for unknown answers
You realize that those you trust
All have their backs on you

When they needed shelter
You harbored them
When they were hungry
You fed them from your pot

When they were cold without cover
You gave them your last pair
When they cried and were in pain
You gave them hope and love

Now in the middle of nowhere
You realize that down the road
God is the only one to call on
In life's prevailing battles

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

My solemn DIRGE on my 100th ANNIV..


One day a child was born
Born into the agony
Troubles and heckles of this world
He wanted to grow like other kids
Wear the same shoes and clothes
Like kids from other regions
Longed so much for the best schools
The best home
The best country
But couldn’t choose out of all
Where to be born
He wanted peace
But got war in return
My heart is torn apart
For the many kids
Slayed daily
For a cause they know nothing about
My heart weeps
Watching in their hundreds
Bodies of innocent kids
Pieced apart from shrapnel
Wounded and maimed for life
Pray, when is this going to stop?

That woman crying
Weary and in total grief
Could be your mom
Your sister
Your cousin
All in the name of an unjust war
She is abused and raped
Striped of her dignity and honor
Humiliated and scarred for life
Left to mourn what’s left of her
She watches helplessly
While her son is stolen
Recruited by the militants
Equipped with bombs and guns
To snuff out innocent lives
She watches as her daughter
Goes to the market
Never to come home to her welcome
For a cause she knows nothing about

The man is the victim here
He shoulders the entire burden
Of a family in agony and hunger
With almost no source of livelihood
They tell him all sorts
About what the Quran doesn’t preach
To kill, maim and destroy
An altruistic perfidy I dare say
They strap him with bomb vests
Train him in commando styles
How to be heartless
Mean and monstrous
Suicide and car bomber
In a war he knows nothing about

The world is torn up against itself
Properties in their billions
Leveled to rubbles daily
Families adrift
So much blood and sorrow in the land
Still, no one knows
If an end is in sight
Is this war truly justifiable?
Son, brothers, uncles, daughters
Fathers, mothers, cousins, aunts
All gone to honor this country
Paying their lives as the ultimate sacrifice
But do they really believe in this cause?

Friday, October 23, 2009

How you make me feel..


Baby,
You’re like a star
With some soft light in the dark
Smiling sun with so much warmth
On a silent autumn night
Was hurting so bad
But like an angel you fell from the sky
Mended my heart and treated me kind
Brought smiles long lost
With kisses that makes me shiver
And linger on to you
You got me addicted
Like I would cigarette
Ripped my heart apart
Fed it with so much love
O, how it feels so good
A gaze into your eyes
Reveals where my heart is
Hooked on this nicotine
Daily keeping me sane
Through my bad days
Baby,
You’re my moon
My star
My white stripe
In my dark gray cloud
No one can compare to u!

Saturday, October 17, 2009

CARPE DIEM

I love to talk, express myself with my deep words and learn to speak through my actions. I see Good things in all people, black and white, brown, whatever... I love to talk about the wonders and beauty of love, pain, and struggles of my life and others. I appreciate and embrace the differences that make us unique.

I sit with the LONELY; I break bread with the hungry. Although I am faced with the darkest sides of humanity everyday, I believe in the inherent good of all people and have faith in divine justice.

I believe in and practice unconditional forgiveness with no exceptions. Instead of nagging about the ills of the world, I have dedicated my life to doing something about it. I’m working constantly to destroy the wrongs I see in my way and to promote equality, and to create a better place for us all to live. I believe in the adage, No one is free if others are oppressed.

I live the way I want I don’t let others tell me how to live my life. I may take the wrong choices, walk the wrong paths and mess up but I never regret anything I ever do..Sometimes I hate the way things are but am grateful for life to experience it all, the good, the bad and the ugly.

The true meaning of life comes in the many experiences garnered from different circumstances and life as it is, is an imperfect ball. It will never always be the way you want it to be..There will always be bumps and curves on the road but ultimately I will live today making a difference in people’s lives and love it as if it’s my last because it could be my last.

What difference are you making wherever you find yourself? what impact can people feel when you're around and what are you doing everyday to bring a smile on people's faces?

Saturday, October 10, 2009

I need a word from YOU.

I need a word from you master Jesus
My soul is chiping out waiting for you
Your word gave hope to the hopeless
Life to the lifeless,
healed the blind & the sick
and made a way for the isrealites
in their enemies camp
I need a word from you to set me free
Your word to start a whole new begining
of the things that are and of the things to come
My eyes are looking, my soul waitin patiently
but for how long till i hear from you Lord
Im already broken in pieces.
Ready to hear from you
Open my eyes and my ears that i may hear
Samuel heard from you cuz you opened his ears
and prepared a place in his heart to receieve you
Your word healed blind Bartimeus of his sight,
and the woman with the issue of blood,you healed
Heal me with your word,and let my heart glorify you
Speak a word to my life today this minute,Lord
that the world may know your my GOD
who opens a door and no man shuts it...

Sunday, October 4, 2009

For his mercies endureth forever..

What can I render to you Lord for all you have done for me? What can I give for your faithfulness? Inspite of my sins, you have never forsaken me. Inspite of my shortcomings, you have always been there for me every step of the way. I will praise you. I will worship you with my whole heart and my everything because no one and I mean no one can ever be as kind and compassionate as you have been to me. Really I don’t know what to give to this God who is/has always been gracious towards me..

When trouble surrounded me like a wall
And hell had its fury over me
When all my signs went wrong
And tribulations came calling
In ones, in twos
And no help came out of my valley
All I saw was you
Too many nights, I would cry and cry
Too many nights I wondered for a way out
Too many nights I lost the zeal to live
Wake up in the middle of the night
Pray and pray I did but no help came
Lost count of my many sleepless nights
To see a light out of my dark alley
But in it all
You were the hope I saw
Assuredly,
Each time I turned my page
You were there
Through the thick and thin of my trials,
You understood
Leaving me unhurt, unscathed each time
Even when it felt like the end was nigh
I fell too many times
And didn’t know how to rise up
But you held me
Helped me regain strength
Through my weak and fragile nature
I made mistakes I shouldn’t have
Went the wrong path
And was saddled with too many baggages
That I didn’t know how to start again
But you were there
People I trusted stabbed me
Each time I opened up my heart
It hurt and it bled red soaking blood
But you healed me
Time was when I needed help
But all had their back on me
But one
I would have been a mockery
But in my tribulations
You gave me a reason to dance
With the one you let stay..

I really don’t know how you praise this God. Can someone please tell me..This God that is so sweet, so wonderful, so full of swagga that he wouldn’t ask for anything from me nor from you other than praise..If I got a witness in the house, please come here and lets worship Baba God, the adagba maparo oye 1 of heaven..He alone is worthy of all praises…

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Given my all ..

When it was difficult to love,

I chose to love you

and stay by you

When they said i wasn’t real

I went the whole hog

to prove my mettle

I gave ..

My body

My soul

held you with my strength

and was your emotional pillar

now I’m lifeless

sucked dry

with nothing more to give

but guess what..

I gave me, you, because..

I cared for you

I loved you

I cherished you

Now with patches of gloom

in the dark grey sky

I throw my hands up in the air

in total surrender to love again!

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

What manner of Life?

What manner of life

With no substance

With no worth

With no dignity

With no pride

With no virtue

What manner of life

That preys on people

That preys on evil

They preys on envy

That preys on killing

What manner of life

Is it without God

Is it without love

Is it without joy

Is it without principles

Monday, September 28, 2009

I choose to love!

My soul aches
For what it wants
And hopes to have
It aches
For love
For affection
For warmth
For attention
Of such that I see in movies
Of such that I read in novels
Yet,
I dont want it
From you
without no heart
Who is prone to destroying
And unmaking that house
Once built on a rock
You stole
You maimed
You sliced
Till I bled
Left me with scars
And stitches
As a painful mark

A virtuous woman
You weren’t
Charmless
Gone berserk
Promises of a future
All ended with you
Scorn and fury
Were your accomplice
Stucked to you
Like a second skin

Pray
Do you call this patience in wait
When the heart tarries
Walks alone in the desert
Yet bestowed upon
With a heart with no love
With a heart with no song
With a heart with no rhythm
All dead vibes plugged to a being
That makes my heart grow weary
Just thinkin about you!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Suddenly..

Suddenly,
Just before it dawned on me
Even before I realized it
The metamorphosis had been completed

I had been transformed from the lil innocent me
Through various phases and then to the exuberant teenager
And suddenly to a complete adult
Just suddenly, even before I realized

Suddenly
I am transformed to the many big uncles
Of yester years
How I crave for the years of old
When I didn’t have to worry about so much!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Two of a kind (P&E)...

I’ve watched
The storm in your cup
Shot out of a confused state
Plagued by the gravity
Of your own burden
Deluded and enthralled
On which way to go
Pride, your only comfort
Ego, your second company
Sets you on a long trip
Alone, in a grotesque world
Those raving stark eyeballs
Only waiting to deride your fall
It’s time to think
Clean up these cobwebs
Hanging out from a stretch
And let out those arms
Constricted and calibrated
Cause ALONE cannot walk
With a promise of a dim future
and
Eyes infused penitently
In a blanking darkness
Reveling long into the night..

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Incongruous Kanye!


This for me is absolutely condescendin and ridiculous for a rock star grabbin on so much flesh in public glare? wtf is wrong with this guy??



Yawl have your take..

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

What’s hereafter?

I know this might come out strongly as being preaching but in all modesty, I am who I am today and owe my life and my everything to God without whom im nothing or would be nothing..
There have been several circumstances playing themselves out in my head over the past couple of weeks. I have been having dreams far beyond my thoughts and in all of these dreams; the aligning question has always being, after death, what’s the hereafter?

This morning, I woke up from a fearful dream. In my dream, I saw this couple who had always been my neighbors back home in Nigeria. They were the toast of every young kid, every adult and every woman who really wanted a home with a man. They loved each other, held hands openly on the streets and their love was undeniable even to the blind. Then suddenly, tragedy like a whirlwind struck and all this man had in life began to shatter.

First, the mother got terribly hit by a car. She was hospitalized but was recuperating really slow until she lost the will to live and gave up the ghost. He was devastated. He was broken. He had no words to describe his grief as things fell apart in his life.. and as if that wasn’t enough, his wife took ill suddenly after the demise of the mother in-law and what would have passed for a mere fever took her life. I was on my way home from an outing, oblivious of what was going on. Getting to my street, I saw crowds gathered in twos, in threes, whispering in low tones, some were weeping profusely, while some couldn’t hold it and were drooling on the floor. Some had multiple meaningless expressions on their faces that made it hard to decipher what was going on. Then, I saw my lil brotha on the corner and beckoned to him to inquire what was going on, then he broke what would be one of the shocking news I would think woke me up from my slumber, ‘that the woman died’. I didn’t know what to think neither did I have words to offer. Words failed me immensely at that moment. This was far more than a rude shock.

Then it began to dawn on me as I woke up and started thinking. In one fell swoop, the celebrated couple lost his mom and then the wife. He lost everything in life. He lost his covering. He lost his love. He lost a part of his life and ultimately became a wounded man with a deep hole within his soul. Perhaps, he lost his head too because this was way more than what any sane man can handle at a time. He was shattered in pieces and calamity took a spot in his home all too suddenly. What would I do I asked myself, if after all I had ever labored for in life goes with the wind?
What would I do supposing all my family was in a bus on a journey and something untoward happens and I lose them all? What’s would I do supposing my only garb was shredded in the open, I mean what’s the next thing after death if after all the labor of love and hard work, one can’t still stop the will of God in one’s life..What’s next folks..I need answers…

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Achin' for some TLC

They all said I was gonna get over you
That all I needed was time to heal my wounds
It’s been months now since I set my eyes on you
And talked to you but still im here craving for you
Dunno what to do, just seem like time keeps running by
The angel they all talked about is yet to come
The woman they all promised would take my sorrow away
Is still nowhere near here
And still I suffer this loneliness alone
No one to share my all
My love-- My worries
How I wish you were still mine
Here thinkin of what coulda been
But it’s all good
Cuz like they say, “what don’t kill you make you strong”
Someday if your mine
You will always still walk into these arms..

Monday, August 31, 2009

Thots about Life..

Every day when i think about life
about the turns and twist
The hate and the love which exists
My heart completely rolls over
With this meaning called life

Each day brings its own challenges
You win, you lose, your still fightin on
Till tha trumpet sound
Your still fighting away those battles
Hoping to win someday

In the midst of the tempest valley
Hope comes in the horizon
with
Ill luck fully on its trail
waiting to end that optimism
that seems to give you light
Light at the end of the tunnel

People of diverse backgrounds
Color, creed and religion
All having a stake
in this creation called life
Big enough to accommodate
Anything and Everything
...within her spheres

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Upon a hill


Take me into your presence Lord

For I love to bask in your glory

Protect and shield me

As the mother hen protects her eggs

For in your nest lies my comfort

Preserve and rest me in your nest

Where there’s no weeping or sorrow

But joy everlasting to last a lifetime

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Love--A never endin feelin..

Everyone is lookin for that special one
Someone they can call theirs
Some go to the ends of the world
Lookin for that special one but never find
While some sit by and it comes to them
Some are still wonderin about which way to go
While some don’t even wanna feel it anymo
Cuz of the pain it has brought them

Everyone is lookin for that special one
Waitin on the wings to make them fly
Some have it and then throw it away
Some never had but want it so badly
How ironical life can be..

Love, rare to find like a unique gleam
The true essence of livin we all find
The longin of a forever never endin feelin,
We all want

That special one
Who can truly fulfill our innate recesses
Our wants of the flesh and of the soul,
We all dream
Love, the irresistible desire of mankind..

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Without you...

When the music I knew
Had gone awry
When my tongue
Grew so heavy
And my words failed me
He held me..

When the life I knew
Was coming to crumbles
And the rocks
Which held me
Were caving in on me
He held me..

When I despaired
Wept bitterly in the open
Day and night
With soaked sheets
He held me..

When the people I trusted
Let me down
Trampled upon my feet
And stabbed me on the back
He held me..

When the sun
Which brought so much sunshine,
promise and succour
Dimmed out too suddenly
And all I saw in the horizon
Was gloom and doom
He held me..

When I saw things I’d built
Crumble before me
And had the faintest idea
On what to do
He held me..

When my tears
Wouldn’t suffice
And my hurts
Wouldn’t go away
When I bled
Deeply within me

And

Didn’t have the nerve
To soldier on
No one to tell
No one to relate with
And all I hoped for
Was dashed
He held me..

When all I did
Mattered no more
When all I said meant nothing
And my bones were creaking
Inside of me
He held me..

When the weight of my arms
Were heavy,
Broken and couldn’t carry me
And my legs
Crippled that I couldn’t go far
He held me..

I don’t know what I could’ve done
I don’t know where I would’ve been
If you’d let me go by
Without YOU holding my hands.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Randoms!!!

I dont know this lady from Adams but i believe she's wounded and grievin over an ex-lover--Will appreciate if you guys will stop by her blog to show some love..Appreciated..



A very successful Nigerian lawyer parked his brand new Lexus in front of his office, ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he got out, a truck passed too close and tore off the door on the driver's side. The lawyer immediately grabbed his cell phone, dialed 911, and within minutes, a policeman pulled up.
Before the officer had a chance to ask any questions, the lawyer started screaming hysterically. His Lexus, which he had just picked up the day before, was now completely ruined, no matter how the body shop might try to fix it.
When the lawyer finally wound down from his ranting and raving, the officer shook his head in disgust and disbelief.
"I cannot believe how materialistic you Nigerians are," the cop said. "You are so focused on your possessions that you don't notice anything else." "How can you say such a thing?" asked the lawyer. The cop replied: "Don't you know that your left arm is missing from the elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you." "My god!" screamed the NAIJA lawyer. "My Rolex!!"

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Secrets of a Perfect Relationship
1. You need a woman who cooks, clean, and has a job.
2. You need a woman who can make you laugh.
3. you need a woman who you can trust and never lies to you.
4. You need a woman who is good in bed and likes to be with you.
5. Most important of all... You must make sure these 4 women never meet.
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There was a man who was cheating on his wife with his sexy assistant.
One day, the man decided to visit her at her house. After having some lunch, they had the best sex they ever had.
When the man was getting ready to leave, he asked the assistant to rub his shoes and pants on the lawn. Confused, she did as she was told.
When the man returned home, his wife was furious. She screamed at him, "Where the hell have you been?!" The man decided to be honest, and said, " Honey, I've been cheating on you. I went to my assistant's house to have some lunch, but ended up having the best sex in my life." The woman took one look at the man's pants and shoes and said, "You liar! You've been sneaking out to play golf with your friends again!"
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A judge says to a double homicide defendant,"your bein charged with beatin your wife to death with a hammer. A voice at the back of the courtroom cries out, "you bastard!" The judge continues, your also charged with beatin your mother in law to death with a hammer,"the voice in the back of the courtroom cries out, "you bastard!" The judge stops and says to the guy in the back of the courtroom, "sir, i could understand your anger and frustration at the crime but no more outbursts from you or i'll hold you with contempt, is that understood?"the guy in the back of the court stands up and says, "im sorry your honor, but for fifteen years ive lived next door to that bastard and everytime i asked to borrow a hammer, he said he didn’t have one."

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The beads gurl..(Part 2)..

Oya now,where my peeps at? ...The sequel to The beads gurl(Part 1) which yawl have been waitin for is right here..sellin fast and im droppin it like it's hawt!!
Sit back, relax and enjoy this pleasure ride…


...Then it all kept coming, like as if I was in a trance…. the several warnings from my mom to be wary of women who wore beads, the several experiences of my friends who had told me about women using such to entangle guys to their whims and caprices, the thunderbolts (magun), and the million and one reasons why it felt so wrong..

I tried pretending that all was well but deep within me it wasn’t until we bade each other goodbye promising to meet pretty soon..

Some few days later, I got a call from her tellin me she was on her way..at an unholy hour?? God help me..come, she did and before you could say oh, right from the door she was all over me from the first kiss…she wore this skimpy thing that even my revered pastor would have forgotten his callin at that hour just to get a pleasure ride at that moment and then, it all happened so fast that no sane man would have refused the urge.

She ripped my clothes apart –everythin and while I was at hers, thinkin that she must have had those beads taken off since I frowned at it the first time, I saw dem beads again and all of a sudden I became numb and paranoid..I just couldn’t understand why she had on those beads and when I raised an objection ,you should have seen the fury in her eyes when she yelled at me callin me all sort of ugly and unprintable names and still I did not touch her until, only God knows where came these words, “never in my life has any man turned me down when I want him”..Guess what? that was the breakin point as hot sweat broke out from every outlet in my body. I was scared stiff and was silently cursin the day I met this gurl as well as prayin to God to quickly let me out of this hole I had dug for myself.

Ever since that first time, she kept coming and I kept turning her bounty down becos up until now, she’s yet to give me a solid reason why she wears those beads and why she has refused to take it off despite all my entreaties to her. Funny enuff, these aren’t the kind of beads you’d tell me is in vogue or whatever ladies make up with all their modernity and fashion consciousness.

My worry now is, she has used all known tricks in the book to get me but has failed thus far by gettin a resounding no. I fear for the day when who knows, she might get the other side of me to fall prey to her antics. To run sef don become wahala because that could portend some unseen trouble so I have resolved to stay like an akinkanju (warrior) and handle it all with some diplomacy abi is it not said that he who runs away, lives to fight another day…

I don’t know if it’s just me or perhaps the conventional way I have been brought up that makes me think that any gurl with some KIND of beads, not a single tiny line but several rounds of beads has something attached to it and this has nothing to do with stereotypes and all that ish.. To even add insult to injury, those beads were purchased in naija and all my offer of buyin a new one at an African store has been rebuffed so far. Pray, what can I do? I need your opinion on this cuz she keeps callin, and comin at odd times when I need the comfort of my bed after a hard day’s work….No,I don’t hate beads but let it be the one I buy for you and we would work out fine..LOL

Your comments and sincerity will be appreciated

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The beads gurl..(Part 1)..

Hey my people, how una dey..I have this one thing botherin my mind that have been hesitant about sharin until now so that I don’t appear like im a chauvinist or somethin but I guess I finally made up my mind to share it anyways..knowin that I might get some bashin or otherwise from the female folks but hey, I can’t help it is why Im here..
P:S—I know this ish is long but your opinions count greatly so I’d like to know what you think…Thanks
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I really don’t know if this belief is held all over Nigeria or just some parts of it but certainly if your like me who hails from the south western part ,you sure would have heard or perhaps experienced the so many myths attached to ladies wearin beads on their waist.

It so happened that one cool breezy night, I got all so bored and just wanted to kinda play around when the tot of checkin through one of my old profiles on a datin site popped up in my subconscious and gbam like a flash of lightenin I was on the site testin the waters..The tots of catchin some “fish” consumed me and from then on there was no stoppin me.

After lookin through so many pages and wasn’t enticed by all I had seen, for some reasons I stopped on this one profile picture whose contents and notes stroke me as one from Africa..My curiosity wouldn’t lemme be so I wrote a short note askin to know the lady in question. Some few days after, I got a prompt in my email tellin me I had a mail on the website. You should have seen the excitement on my face with the alacrity with which I raced towards opening a new page to check my mail knowin fully well she was the only one I wrote. Fazed, I opened this email from this same gurl tellin me all about herself in a glance and she more than included her phone number and all that and yours truly never passes such offer so I did call her and we fixed an appointment to meet at the Manhattan Beach.

All this happened so fast that I didn’t believe it was real until my curiousity pushed me to my wits end..lol…Ok so I got dressed and trust me when I say this was way past 10pm(central time) when I got into my car and off I drove straight to the beach.( Some freakin twenty something miles from west los angeles).
Got there on time and had to wait for her to show up and eventually when she did..wow..you should have seen the bad wheels this gurl drove down that I almost chickened out with envy…lol…mhen those wheels were honestly so bad..well..she got off her car and after exchangin pleasantries we made for the beach holdin hands like two high school kids who had just discovered how much they were in love..

We got to the beach and were like talkin about nothing in particular..perhaps you might be right to say we were just yarnin all those sweet nothins ladies like to hear till I don’t know what happened..guess we both got carried away that before you could say ashewo, hands were already all over her titties until …wait for it …I frolicked her body and down the waist line was wow..some several beads…honestly which I hadn’t seen in a long while..at that instant, it was as if something hit me cuz all the libido I had drowned out to zero sharply with a million and one thoughts racing through my mind at the same time and jugglin for attention..I was so livid with anger that she undeniably saw the rage in my eyes and then she goes like, “dee, are you ok”, the tension in her voice all so palpable but at that point I was past caring..Then it all kept coming, like as if I was in a trance….


Watch out for part 2!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Betrayed..

In all of my thirty something years, I have never really felt so stabbed, so wounded like I really do feel now. Yes, I have heard stories of how people have been betrayed, watched movies of how strong bonds have been broken with absolute recklessness and disregard and read tales of wolves in sheep’s clothing--but that was until now.

I’m in a quandary. I don’t understand why people have always taken my niceties for granted. It hurts to the marrow that I go to all ends to make another happy but each time; all I get is a stab from the very hands of the ones I have spent my whole time and resources on.
I trusted him. Called him my brother from another mother, ate from the same plate and fooled around together. I thought he was there for me genuinely when my heart was broken. I thought all his words and admonitions were real. Alas!

I wore my whole heart on my sleeves for him and could have sworn behind his back that he would never think anything untoward towards me let alone act his script out boldly as he has done.

I told him personal and intimate stuffs about me that I wouldn’t dare share with anyone. I believed in him..but what did he do? He scorned me..He scorned me with his actions. He stabbed me in the back and said vile words against me, nay opened me up for ridicule…

The heart of man is evil, full of treachery and deceit. If only I’d seen through that smile..If only I’d read through every action and when I did and cried foul, no one..I mean no one listened to me. I saw danger lurking in the shadows and raised the red flag but no one heeded my call .. If only I’d seen into the future..if only I’d listened to the words of the Psalmist which admonishes me never to trust any man..if only..

These are times when you wish God will stand up really fast and soon too, to strike your enemies down in fury and vengeance but im constantly reminded of the words of the Holy Bible that says his ways are not our ways.. Now I look back on everything you ever told me and realize without a shadow of doubt that they were all self serving. I should have known..I should have known you were a traitor..I should have known that I needed a long spoon to sup with you but I stupidly let all my guards down never knowing you had your game plan. I have always been a strong believer in the law of Karma and I know it’s certainly coming for you pretty soon so that the world will know you for who you are …

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Musings of two hearts...

Woman behind the veil
You stole my heart
Without a single look
Nor a single wink
The thoughts
Of how beautiful you look
And the aura of ur ambiance
All behind the veil
Stimulates my mind
Only time will tell
If
That which I hold dear
With all of my dreams
Will soon come true..
…………………………………………………
The guy behind the computer
One minute he’s funny and friendly
The next he’s an ashewo
He asks for my pictures
He asks for my number
Just one picture he says
At least let me hear your voice
I know one day, very soon
It may not be now, but soon
He will finally get to see who I really am.
One day, yes one day!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Laugh it off

A man escapes from a prison where he's been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife.
"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain... do whatever he tells<> you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!"

His wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you, too!!!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

It just don’t feel right afterall


Holy God, I hope I’m able to put my thoughts together right now cuz I don’t feel right..I don’t feel good after reading all these sad tales from motherland..it just feels so wrong—so unjust and so unjustified killing people all in the name of whatever..name it..religion or whatever..call it whatever name you deem fit and I don’t care…Why in the name of God is there so much disregard for lives and properties in Nigeria..why is there so much killings, why so much tears and blood..It’s just so disheartening each time you pick up the papers and what you read everyday is sad tales about a country that has refused to get it right despite being blessed with both human and natural resources you can possibly imagine..My heart is just heavy..Hundreds of lives are lying motionless, some charred in Maiduguri as I speak, waiting to be heaped into the grave. Hundreds of innocent lives whose only demand from life was to live each day blessed with basic necessities. Hundreds of lives who waited to see tomorrow, who had dreams and aspirations that have been snuffed out in daylight..and these terror continues..These terror continues everyday as the Nigerian govt continues to take lives in very despicable manner in different parts of the country. Is this the dividends of democracy that was promised? Is this what the masses voted for? These people, the young, the old, women and their children all thrown into turmoil, displaced from their settlements and waiting at the mercy of the same govt to lodge them in camps—what travesty of Justice..It really hurts to think what hell a people have to go through. ..Is this govt thinking at all? Is this how you achieve development ? --and while the land wails, the so called president “do nothing” is out in Brazil ..doin what in God’s name? when her people die and are traumatized? Is this what leadership is all about???.....My heart weeps as I write and only God truly knows that I weep for Nigeria.


Wednesday, July 22, 2009

JOB APPLICATION--LAUGH YA RIBS OFF!!!


I am apply to my job of security guard to you boss in you company of Shoprite. I complete to Grade 8 examination certificate in 1997. I am 27 ears to be Born of age and no mallied and no childish. My father is dead long time ago and my mother mary in Zaire country there 10 years now, no see she so nobody known to help me. My certificate is just sitting home for itself, but passes in Mathematics, Geography, Science and all subjects but fail in English because of Nyanja teacher, Mr Phiri, teaching me is jelos of myself. Me wear expenses cloth than Ngoni teacher.I here people you want security guards to you company and I tell you I Am one of that job experience for 2 years. I shot 7 thief dead. I want to Join the company of you and chase criminal out with me AK47.Please consider my aplication careful and call me any time because me Have celphone. I am red for interview with you. I am very hornest and can speakEnglish free.Please also greet your wife. And rememba that English is not our mother land!!Yours in faith Pasopa Mampara My picture frame I look beautiful

Monday, July 20, 2009

CRACK YA RIBS!!!!!

A man was looking for a job overseas. He noticed there was an opening at the local zoo. Upon inquiry, he discovered the zoo had a very unusual position that they wanted to fill. Apparently their gorilla had died, and until they could get a new one, they needed someone to dress up in a gorilla suit and act like a gorilla for a few days. He was to just sit, eat, and sleep. Of course, his identity would be kept a secret, and no one would be the wiser, thanks to a very fine gorilla suit. The zoo offered good pay for this job, so the man decided to do it. He tried on the suit andsure enough, he looked just like a gorilla. They led him to the cage where he took a position at the back of the cage and pretended to sleep. But after a while, he got tired of sitting so he walked around a little bit, jumped up and down and tried a few gorilla noises. The people watching him seemed to really like that. When he would move or jump around, they would clap and cheer and throw him peanuts. And the man loved peanuts. So he jumped around some more and tried climbing a tree. That seemed to really get the crowd excited. They threw more peanuts. Playing to the crowd, he grabbed a vine and swung from one side of the cage to the other. The people loved it and threw more peanuts. "Wow! This is great," he thought. He swung higher and the crowd grew bigger. He continued to swing on the vine, getting higher and higher and then all of a sudden, the vine broke! He swung up and out of the cage, landing in the lion's cage that was next door. He panicked. There was a huge lion not twenty feet away, and it looked very hungry. So the man in the gorilla suit started jumping up and down, screaming and yelling, "Help, help! Get me out of here! I'm not really a gorilla! I'm a man in a gorilla suit! HELP!" The lion quickly pounced on the man, held him down and said, "NNAMDI, NO FEAR NA ME CHIJIOKE be quiet! You're going to make both of us lose our jobs" Be cheerful and let’s face this job squarely!!!!!!!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Brouhaha--

Hmm..How time flie so fast..so fast that it passes by like a whiff in a moment..About this time last month,things were all so rosy, full of bloom, looking promising like it never were ever going to come to an end. I feared for my life, feared for my heart. I feared for everything I held dear..tellin you bit by bit everythin I went through in my past and hopin that you weren’t comin on to add more to my long list of heartaches.You promised you weren’t ..but you did..It’s no use sulking over spilt milk..so they say but once again..,my heart has been used by someone I so much invested all of my emotions into while it lasted..How time flies..In a moment..like a flower planted by the riverside, in due season..blossoming beautifully and in winter, withering away causing gloom to its vicinity. We live and we learn and once again, I have learnt never to surrender my heart again. I wasn’t na├»ve, neither was I stupid..all I wanted was to fulfill that part of me that gives to get but I met with a grid in your person. Even though it seems like everything is right…or so it seems cause you walked away without looking back..not even giving a chance to the good times we shared..how I thought all my words and actions meant a thing to you..How I thought you really were for real and not about the mundane which only last for a time ..how I thought in my wildest imagination I’d met that half of me to rock my world..Rather than be my rock, you took the rock outta my feeble legs and rode me rough shod without the slightest empathy..Good luck to you..No hard feelings…I just needed to pour out my heart…BYE.



P.S--This is just some gibberish rantings of an idle mind not to be taken any seriously--your warned..LOL

Thursday, July 16, 2009

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Our Greatest Fear

It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant
gorgeous,talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that otherpeople won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory ofGod that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear
Our presence automatically liberates others.

—Marianne Williamson


[Often said to have been quoted in a speech by Nelson Mandela. The source is Return to Love by Marianne Williamson, Harper Collins, 1992. —Peter McLaughlin]

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Unforgiven..

you pulled the rug under my feet
and stripped the only garb
which protected me from harm

you threw caution to the ill wind
when you knew that it blew no good

You had in the open
for all to see my mockery

why should i forgive you
when i hear people scorn
every step i walk past them

you know the taste of bile
know how much it sucks
yet you chose to feed it to me
and now you go mad
when my own pound of flesh
threatens to tear you apart.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Stolen..

Where is the spark
Where is the affection
Where is the love
All you promised
The day you stole my heart

My heart is still in a quandary
My thoughts still in bits and pieces
My head still pounding
And my heart beating constantly
Day and night
From thoughts of you

My world
You turned around
The day you told me
How much you loved me

I was a happy man
Did all I could
But guess I couldn’t cut it
Even with all I did

Baby, I’m hurting
Come undo this pain
My stolen voice
So I can be whole again.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Erin wo!!!


A mighty collosus who bestrode the planet is gone.The mighty Iroko tree has been cut short in its prime.Little did anyone know that you would be gone now........

You fought hard in the face of tribulations

You waged a battle against death every day

You could have cheated on death again,

But you faulted and it had its last laugh

Now, your there six feet below earth

Your clock suddenly stopped ticking

Leaving behind heavy mourners

who knew you, your good works

who thought life would always go on with you

But how sad, death decided to take you away


Michael, although your gone to rest

The world will always cherish you

All the beautiful times in time past

All now encapsulated in pictures

Till that day when all the angels

In a choral, adorned in white

Admits you into their fold.


Your thoughts live on

in the lives of all who knew you.

Your life was worthy

And we're happy,though short but meaningful

I pray for the repose of your soul

And that you find peace and a place to rest

In the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ


Adieu Igi Araba nla....sun re oo

Sunday, May 31, 2009

My Dearest Olurounbi..

Your love and your friendship
Two of a kind that keeps m y heart yearning
Of the kind of bliss they bring into my life
Are like nothing else
Compared to all I have ever known

Thoughts of you make me whole
The love we share
And how it grew at every leap
Making my sky blue always

I love you
Thousands of words
Would not suffice
Because in you
I found my everything,

Your joy was my strength
Your every smile, my every triumph
All of a kind of memory
Still locked in my head

You will always be that woman
My eternity woman
Who formed a part of a whole

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Beautiful as you are..

Beautifully and wonderfully made
You brought me into this world
With cries from my little eyes
Announcing my birth
You brought me to life...
You knew my name
You could count my hair
I felt unsafe in a new world
But you protected and shielded me
As days drifted into weeks and
Weeks into months
You gave me wisdom
You gave me understanding
You taught me how to speak
I grew up knowing the world
The love,the hate that exists
In it all,you asked me to choose
You gave me judgment
Judgment to make my own choices
As the days drew by
Growing and learning
I learned about you
The awesome God
My folks taught me about you
Gave me hope and a vision
They made me see
That you alone were worth trusting
When life's mysteries abound
I heaped all my burdens on you
Never was disappointed for once
You loved me with an unequaled love
Blessed me and cared so much for me
None like i ever had from my folks
You made me see every new day
Could have been dead
Could have been forgotten
But through the turmoil
You saw me through all
Now in my youth
I look back on my life
With strings and harps
Cymbals and drums
I say thank you Father
For loving me so much

Sunday, May 24, 2009

REMINISCING.

It’s been a long time coming and still im yet to get my acts together and face the reality that you can’t be mine. I have said and overtly made myself abundantly clear times without number that you and I no more share that world we built in the past but try as I may it just never stops coming back. All the good times we shared, all the love and all the affection. Pray, what is it that I see in you that can’t make me look away. Inspite of all, I still want you back knowing how much I can’t have you back because you belong to another man. Times are hard and indeed traumatic for me but until I find the one, who would bring that long sought happiness that I always craved from you, here is hoping that you know that you will always live on in my heart…

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Thinking Aloud!

Its 0213 hrs in the morning and im here thinking and pondering to myself --unable to sleep. You ask me why and the best answer I can come up with right now is that I have questions, questions weighing heavily on my mind, looking and waiting for answers that have been reclusive but anyways, what is the source of my worry I hear you ask again?
The question on my mind is," why is it that the ones we love most are the ones who hurt us the most" and the other one is, “why do we hurt those we love the most”. Why is it that our hearts are so full of good intentions but then we never get around in such a way as to express our love and portray our real intentions in the most altruistic way? Why is it that we seem to love hard one minute and the next minute we tend to fight really hard and fall out of love. I have tried asking myself so many questions yet im still in this dumb state trying to figure what really causes these nerve breaking arguments, the bitter pains and the excessive blame games? Why do the ones we love most always arch upon our vulnerability and turn round to stab us? We open up all our hearts in sincerity but what do we get? Can it be true that we want or expect too much or that we're easily pushed to the edge because we can’t contain our women’s excessiveness, wants and desires? Or is it that we tend to be abrasive when we ignore or look the other way when they come with their many worries, poking their noses at us like a parrot that has eaten too much pepper? A world of worries you’d say but I need and want answers.
Sometimes I tend to think that as a guy maybe we're misunderstood and misinterpreted in portraying our true sense of nature or that the fact that we know that the ladies we are with know our weakness and may likely harp on them keeps us on the brink, always trying to put up a fight to hide our “supposed weaknesses” and suffer our pain in silence. I have lots of worries which are begging for answers now and soon too. Will somebody please help!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

I speak Life!

The mountains are high
Far above any’ reach
They stoop
Yet are unable to catch a glimpse
But in my world
You gave me a key
To unlock the secrets
That lies beneath the highs
Power in my tongue
To speak and To break
The yokes
with
The words of life
That souls do resurrect
Once dashed asunder

Friday, May 15, 2009

My Misery!

Why are my eyes
So stymied
Unable to see
From beyond
Why do I continue
To grope in the dark
Moving aimlessly
Like a rudderless ship
With a lost compass
I have prayed
Still, unable to see
Cuz my eyes are taped
Pray,
I don’t want to be here
Crawling with snail’s speed
When others
Already dashed the line
I found my voice
Or so I thought
Why then
Am I still beaten
Unable to tell
What light I see
Is this black or white
Can’t even tell no more
From my lackluster eyes
God, I need you
My strength is drained
And daily my cup overwhelms
I’m down to nothing now
Are you going to always watch me
As I go down this path…

Thursday, May 14, 2009

This one too shall pass...

It won’t be long
For I have been holdin on being strong

Baby, will you save that last dance for me
When all dim out on me
Will you be there when my worries surge
Before I finally cave in
Being a man takin all in my strides

It won’t be long
Cuz I can’t take this any much longer
Driving me to insanity everyday

It won’t be long
Before my bones
Begin to squeak within me
Because no one sees my cry
Gorged from their sockets

All they see is a shadow of me
Already running into an eclipse…



http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?sid=77955387156&h=hbP5h&u=bQl62&ref=nf _-peeps would like for you guys to check this website..This was a song done by my younger brotha..hope yall enjoy it and leave your comments as well either on my blog or the website...ciao

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Ode to MaMa

To the many mothers out there staying strong on the home front and keeping the homes in times of challenges, difficult times and rough weathers, tendering to the kids and their needs and instilling hope and discipline into their lives...this is for you
Too many times you have gone unappreciated. Sometimes, molested and taken for granted. Still, in the thick of your own problems your still filled with an inner strength understood by very few. Your abiding faith, love and understanding in times of turmoil and tribulation is worthy of mention always.

Everyone comes to your shelter for love. The kids and their fathers all wanting to be love and in the face of your own constraints, drawn from a weakness within, you still have your arms open...Flung open showing some more affection. Never tired of those complaints..Never tired of the kids..Never tired of their dad and the many bickering brought upon day to day.
You get the blame each time something goes wrong with the kids. Their failure is your headache and their success your joy. While the man is out on the turf, your there at home preparing his meal, washing his clothes and preparing the kids for school and impacting on their lives. Your always there to fulfill the earthly desires of the man, making him happy in bed even when sometimes you feel your being raped.

You’re the rock that stands by every family without which there wouldn’t be anything called a home. Your admonition to the kids helps them pull through life at all times. You are always there gidi-gba like an unshakeable rock taking the kids through each step at making them kno God, how to distinguish good from evil, giving them hope for a better future if only they dared to dream.

Mama, I don’t know where I would have been today. I don’t know what my life would have been without you. It is true for my life. I have seen and counter seen why they say mothers are irreplaceable. I have only come thus far in my life ONLY with God’s help and your unshakable faith, strength, believe and resolve in me..I don’t know what I coulda give..but on this day ..I just wanted to let the world know..that no one..no one ever can ever make me feel this way..I’m so grateful for you love.

Mama..I love you…

Thursday, May 7, 2009

tHE pRAISES of THE moST hIGH GOD....iM So LOvINg yOU baBA

Just cant get my mouth off the praises of this so so wonderful God who has given me everything yet asked for nothin..There's nothin that i can ever give that can be worth a fraction of your blessings, a fraction of your love and compassion towards me..Really i dont know what to give and i just wanted to look for a way to praise you..just to say thank you..thank you for everything you have done for me and still continue to do..Lord ,you rock my life..you always do...

p.s...For my peeps who dont understand or cant read what this is all about..im truly sorry..just wanted to do these praises from my roots (The Yoruba Culture).. .I hope you truly understand...



KABIYESI OBA ALAGBARA GIGA,
OBA AWON OBA,
OLORUN AWON OLORUN
ASEDA ORUN
AWAMARIDI
APATA AYERAYE,
ARUGBO OJO
ATOBIJU,
ATOFARATI BI OKE,
ATOBAJAIYE,
ALADE ALAFIA,
ALADE WURA,
AWOLE IRO TIPILETIPILE,
ALAGBADA INA,
ALAWOTELE OORUN,
AWOGBA ARUN MAGBEJE,
ABETI-LU-KARA BI AJERE,
ATAYERO BI AGOGO,
ALAGBEDE ODE ORUN,
ARINU RODE,
OLUMORAN OKAN,
AKIRI SORE,
AFUNNIMA SE REGUN,
APANLA TO SOLE AYERO,
ALEWI-LESE,
ALESE-LEWI,
AKIIKITAN,
AYI-YINTAN,
APE-PETAN,
AWIMAYEHUN,
ALPHA ATI OMEGA,
ADIMULA,
ADIMUYE,
ADESINA TI SINA AIYE F'EDA
A JOBA MATI,
ADAGBA MA PARO OYE
AA JA SEGUNOLU SEGUN,
ALABARO
ADURO GBON IN GBOIN LEYIN ASOTITO
OLU ORUN TI NJE EMI NI
OLUWA AWON OLUWA
OLORUN IMOLE
OLOORE OFE
OGA OGO
OBANGIJI
OLUSO AGUNTAN ENI TIRE
OLOWO GBOGBORO TII Y'OMO RE L'OFIN
OLUTUNU(Comforter)
OLUGBEJA(Defender)
OLUDANDE(Deliverer)
OLUPAMO(Protector)
OLUKONI(Teacher
)OLUPESE(Provider)
OLUBUKUN(Benefactor)
ABIYAMO LOJO IJA
ALATUNSE
ALAABO
A JI DARA
A GB'OMO LOWO IKU
A JI PA JO IKUDA
AJI BORI OSO
AYIPINNU ESU PADA
ATE RERE KARI AYE
AGBENI MA DEYIN
ERU JEJE LETI OKUN PUPA
GBONGBO IDILE JESSE(Root Of Jesse)
EKUN OKO FARAO
AKOO MA TIKA LEHIN
IJINLE IFE
IPINLESE OHUN GBOGBO
OBA IYANU (AWESOME GOD)
IRAWO OWURO
JEHOVAH JIREH
JEHOVAH NISSI
JEHOVAH SHALOM
JEHOVAH SHAMA
JEHOVAH RAPHA
JEHOVAH EL SHADDAI
OLORUN MESHAKI SEDERAKI ATI ABEDNEGO
OLORUN ABRAHAMU, ISAAC ATI JAKOBU
OBA TI N TI ILEKUN TI EDA KAN KO LE SI,
OBA TI SI ILEKUN TI EDA KAN KO LE TI
OBA TO LA OJU AFOJU
OBA TO NJI OKU DIDE
OBA TO POO NI IPA ATI AGABARA
OLORUN OWU (JEALOUS GOD)
OBA TO PA KINIUN LENU MO FUN DANIELI
OBA TO TA OJU ORUN BORA BI ASO
OBA TO FI GBOGBO AGBAYE SE APOTI ITISE RE
OBA TI NLA ONA NIBI TI ONA KO SI
OBA TO MU RIRI JADE NI NU AIRI
OBA IBERE ATI OPIN OHUN GBOGBO
OBA TI I NGBE NI IGA LOJU ANINI LARA
OBA AIKU
OBA AISA
OBA A SORO MA YE
OBA TI KO NI IBERE TI KOSI NI OPIN
KAAABIYESIOOOOOOMIMO! MIMO!! MIMO!!!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Unfaithful...

In the still of the night
I heard a voice
Coming from a corner
By a creature
In the form of an angel
I panicked
Buried in my fright
And shaken to my foundations
I thrust my body on the floor
Shaking,
Screaming and weeping
Aware of my filth
Brought to daylight
By the brightness of
This creature
Like a video
I saw a life in replay
All my atrocities
My unrighteousness
My unfaithfulness
All recaptured in scenes
On a mega screen of life
All around me
Were people writhing in pains
Some scorned..Some distraught
All had garbs on
Clothed in sin
There in a distance
I saw him
Unsure, I asked
My head bowed
As he read from that book
Asking me why
He said, “But I gave you all”
Multiple chances..he said again
And then
He looked away
In my mysery
I cried and cried
And then he looked at me again
Compassion in his eyes
He said to me
… “Son, I warned you but you wouldn’t listen”
Then he flung his arms open suddenly
Roared so loud
Fire gushing out of his mouth
And nostrils
Then he looked at me again
And said
“If I were to count the sins of men,who shall stand”
His eyes shone with grief
In my shame, I hid my face, my head bowed
He looked at me one more time
And said
“Son, you are forgiven..go and sin no more”


Thursday, April 30, 2009

Silent Night...

Unquestionable, unthinkable and unbeatable
Is the love and affection you have for me
The naysayers have concocted all things
Imagined all oppositions and worked all spanners
But am still here undaunted and undeterred
My nerves are frayed, deserving of water
I’ve been beaten and shaken to my foundations
That I already lost count now
Queried at all times but got lil or no answers
Yet am still here by your saving strength
Even when I’d doors shuttered in my face
You never promised
I wasn’t gonna fall
But you did assure me
I was gonna stand
Seven times more than I fell
I have held onto that promise
Even when all dimmed out on me because
You’re the light on my path, seeing through
Every corner lest I dash my feet and fall
You’re the friend who never gives up
When all other things fall apart
You seer through the heart
Through the heart of every man
Judging through every intent and purposes
You’re the bat whose night is day
Watching from above like a hawk
Seeing crystal clear every thought
And listening to every heartbeat
And the rhythm that comes from thereof...

Sunday, April 26, 2009

In Shreds...

In shreds
You left my heart
To ache and to bleed
Without a remedy
Of your love

The disjointed pieces
Scattered around
Like bits of a jig saw
Can’t make a whole
When in total disarray

You left it in pains
You left it in ruins
And waited for it to die…

Friday, April 24, 2009

Phases of Tomorrow

Disconnected
Trapped and caged
In a wired world
I seek a face

The quick fixes
From yesterday
Daily,
Turning into fizzles
With snapshots of events
Taking a toll on today

I’m wary of tomorrow
Haunted and in dire straits
I hold my breath
Hoping and praying
My decision breaks forth a new morning

Saturday, April 18, 2009

A letter to my wife...

I really don’t know how to come across to you than my words and a piece of my heart. I want to let you know that I cherish you no matter what we may have been through.i may have acted in some ways overly more than I should, not because I want to but how I feel about you.

I remember how you came into my life...what you stood for and how many times I tell you how you mean to me and how much I want to live the rest of my life with you. It’s not about anything; it’s just about how I feel about you. You have been there in a lot of ways for me-truly I don’t know if I’m the one with the problem or maybe it’s something I can’t see. Can’t really gather my thoughts now but I swear to God, I have always loved you, I still love u and will always love u.when I say my heart out, it’s not to hurt your feelings because you know I never want to see you hurt, .it’s because I want the best for us out of the imperfect being that we are.

Every relationship has its stumbles...I have always been open to learning, understanding and appreciating more things about you. This wrangling isn’t about if I love you, it’s about loving you too much which is who I am. It’s easy for me to guard my heart but you swept me away with your love, your everythin.i have always appreciated you and always loved you-I cry because I don’t want to lose you-I cry because I don’t want to be hurt-I cry because of what I see around me from my past but which I don’t hold you accountable for.

In life we fight battles, I have my own flaws which I’m dealing with, hoping to be a better person everyday.i say it all the time that I’m not perfect. This isn’t the time for you to look away...we have only been together 6months...I want more...I want a home...I want a family with you, be happy together and be fulfilled.I swear I’m not a kill-joy...I love you from the depths of my heart is why sometimes I act crazy.

For all its worth, for all the times we shared together, for the things we hold dear in our lives, for every dreams you and I ever shared, don’t ever look the other way.im a good man, and I want a good life with you-past is past and the present is where we are at now. Think about how we started, the love we share and all and if there's still a space there in your heart for me...I regret some things I should have said better or done better...I will always love you and want you to be there for me because even if I delete you from my page or my phone, I can never ever delete you from my heart or the picture of my future which revolves around you.
i love you.

P.S: One of my old posts

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Voices

To thee Eledumare
God of creation
And founder of the Universe
I subdue

At the nick of time
Walkin across several roads
Crossin along several paths
Searchin and waitin
Like a hunter seekin its prey
You found me a woman

A virgin woman
Of honor and of elegance
Of beauty and of gait
To wipe off those tears
Formed from time past

They cursed
But I imagined
They hissed and hooted
Still in my hurt
I smiled
Still he watched and
He laughed…

In my impatience
I ran from pillar to post
Takin up all stench
Drinkin from putrefied hearts
Till I was dealt a blow
A very deep cut
With emblazoned scars

Each time
Indifferent, I stood again
But my legs could only carry far
Fall again I did
All the time
Hurtin my marrow
Until you came along

Then my swagger turned into walkin
And my fears turned into calm
Shocked, I resisted
Fought hard
Or how could this be
Was I in some kind of dream
I asked
Until that sunny day
When I unlocked my eyes
And there you stood
In a distance…smiling …beaming
Telling me to come
Into the warmth of your world…

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Just caught the " MeMe' bug!!!

Ok..I’m doin this for the very first time havin been tagged by the affable african woman “Goodnaijagurl”

So, imma play by the rules : Here goes-

1.Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.
2.They have to be real….nothing made up! if the person before you had the same first initial,you must use different answers.
3.You cannot use any word twice and you cant use your name for the boy/girl question.
4.Don’t google your answers.
5.Make it as interesting and fun as you can.
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1.What is your name: Trybes
2.A four letter word: Temptin looks
3.A boys name: Tom
4.A girls name: Taneshia
5.An occupation: Teacher
6.A color: Tan
7.Something you’ll wear: Tee Shirt
8.A food: Taco
9.Something found in the bathroom: Tissue rollls
10.A place: Tahiti
11.A reason for being late: Traffic
12.Something you’d shout: Trust me!
13.A movie title: Terminator
14.Something you’d drink: Tea
15.A musical group: Temptations
16.An animal: Tiger...Tigress..lol
17.A street name: Trybes Corner
18.A type of car: Toyota
19.The title of a song: Temperature by Sean paul


Ooya now! Time now to pass the baton to The Paradigm,Miss love,The Parakeet( I know you been tagged earlier but this is formal so..Just do it..lol) and lastly the ubiquitous Miss Iyabo Opeke..Now let the heads rolllll.....

Monday, April 13, 2009

I LOOK FOR TRUTH IN A WORLD OF INCONSISTENCIES

It was a beautiful Thursday morning.The birds chirping,and the sky seemed so blue and bright with an
adjoining stretch that seemed to connect the stars through and through.It seemed a perfect weather,a
perfect day.Everything around me felt so quiet besides the scanty noise coming on from the streets
that seemed to jolt me out of my reverie.Like constant flashes,it all began to come back to me and
when i look back now,i shake my head in utter disillusionment about what the African people are going
through.I think of the hardship of the common man every other day and the attendant frustrations he
has to go through to get food on the table for his family.I flash back with a pain in my heart when i think about the entire system.Hospitals that have become mere consulting rooms,roads that have
become death traps,schools that have become dilapidated due to lack of infrastructure and funding. My pain is much when i think of the every day African man, ekeing out a living on very little
resources available to him and still forced to live under a dollar per day with lots of extended
families dependent on him. My heart cries out everyday when i look through the dailies and i see the poor being denied
justice.I see dreams been truncated everyday because of the despair and disillusionment on the
faces of the people. My heart bleeds,when the average student goes through the four walls of a classroom without any hope
of getting to the next level and graduates without any form of employment coming his way. I weep when i see on the streets the youths of a continent who should be the generation of tomorrow
pining away gradually due to hopeless situations they've found themselves which oftentimes isn't most
of their faults.Yea i don't expect governments to solve all these problems unilaterally but we need to
see some human sympathy brought into governance where we can begin to see leaders match their words
with action and changes in priorities.We want to see a corrupt free continent and let leaders begin
to feel the pulse of the people.I believe everyone has a chance to live and feel that sense of
belonging only if we've committed leaders who are ready to walk the talk in all organs of
government. I look around me,surrounded with so much splendor .I think about several millions of Africans that
have had to keep their hopes and dreams at bay just to leave their homelands in search of golden
fleece. My heart bleeds when i think about my generation.Several youths on the path of destruction. Why must this happen? why must we continue to suffer in the midst of plenty.why must we continue to
be second citizens in other countries? why must we continue to live in a world thats full of hate
and misery? why must we continue to have shattered dreams? Its almost a hopeless situation for the common man.Sometimes,have almost been tempted to think that
our natural resources have been a curse on our people or why should we kill,maim and destroy
willfully over what God in his wisdom has deposited upon our continent for our common good.The list
is endless of countries engaging themselves at war.Brothers killing brothers.I mean,whats the point
if we work and labor and all we get in return is sorrows tears and blood.The land soaks with blood
of innocent citizens crying out everyday for justice. When shall justice begin to play out in Africa.When shall respects and sanctity of human life
begin to be respected.when shall equality between the whites and the blacks of this world be a
reality? I share in the Martin Luther dream that one day we shall be able as a people hew out a stone
of hope out of this mountain of despair,marching forward,stronger than ever knowing that one day,our
kids will be afforded good education,good health care services,and the best of their dreams being
achieved. I look forward to a brighter tomorrow for the African continent in which you and i will be forever
proud of our color and who we truly are.With this faith,i know we'll surely get there someday.
I rest my case.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

The truth

I close my eyes, and all i could think of is....
I wanna be there, I hear you calling but its trapped, trapped in a distance place.

You wanna express, all you have in.
wanting to have all you had before, but it needs a fight.
Fight against distance, time and goals,
Fight against culture, principles and ethics.
Fight against all i have written down in front of you.

With all this, you getting lost.
We find little time to share, but my laptop takes your place,
or better still i pass you over for exams and presentations.
And finally I realise i take you for granted,

All i have when people ask about you, is pulled out from the past
Telling stories of how we were , but not how we are
Cos thats all i have.
And then it all makes sense.
I miss you
I vow to spend more time gosh its a lie because life gets in the way
All i can say is
I'm sorry
I ignore you
Yet I don't want you to leave me
Please dont.
Just wait, please wait, I promise I'll come back
I just need to get this done
I can't deal with life if you go
Don't leave me.....you made me


P.S: This poem was actually writen by The Paradigm. Just read it on her blog,liked it and wanted to share.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

The Affairs of My Heart

Too many times
I was sold a lie
But I whimpered
And let it go

Too many times
I was stabbed
Got hurt and bled
But I let it go

Too many times
I was taken for granted
But looked the other way
Still within me, I cried

Now, I’m filled with contempt
At the vainness of humans
I feel so sore
My disgust at equilibrium
How untrue, how unreal
Human beings are…

If your crying
Let me know your crying
But do not put on a face
Making me think your happy

If your mad
Get mad as you can be
But never lie to me
When you come smiling at me

If you love me
Show it with all you got
But never pretend to love me
When you can’t stand my sight
Cuz when you do
You break my heart

The affairs of my heart
Very deep and infinite
But no one sees
All they see are scars
Masked to hide my pain…

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Obsessed

I have sparred...
Raved and ranted
Cursed
Queried and pretended
To throw this hail of feelings aside
Still,
It haunts like a ghost
Holding a mortar in the dead of the night
Rumbling and violently too
From door to door
And room to room


Who’s coming to take this pain away
Bringing back that smile
Reminiscent of the times
When everything was kewl
In my life...

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

The fire within

Let your love find me
In this valley that I hide
Lookin out from the window
It’s been so dark in here
With days of solitude
Yet I see the light
Burning like a fire in your hands
Asking you to light this place
The place I call my heart

Monday, March 30, 2009

Misty Eye

Why do you make me cry
Why do you always break my heart
Don’t you see how much I hurt
Each time you step on that line
Don’t you feel my pain
All that I do to make you happy
Still, u watch me bleed each time
Making me slip into abyss
Indifferent about how I feel
How long
How long more..Will it take you
To unbreak my heart…

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The winds of Life

The winds of life
Blows from coast to coast
In an unusual trajectory
Sweeping all the stakes
On its path...
However those wind blows
A ship will always berth
And a bird will always fly
As much as my love
Will always stay forever
However the storm of life blows…

Saturday, March 28, 2009

hmmm...

Hmmm…the tiny little line is breaking
Piece by piece as I hold tenaciously to it
It promised to be my strength
For me to hang on to, to be safe
Yet it’s falling apart breaking bits by bits
That tiny line served as my succor
Through the rough winds and sunny times
It wouldn’t let go
Until it had had enough
To have nothing to hold me anymore…

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Sometimes in November

To nurture and to cherish,
I swore with my breath.
To keep you safe
While you hurt and cry.
In you I found a voice
To share and to lean on
When our hearts were alone
Each time I saw you tear up,
My heart would bleed and bleed
And your worries were my source of kill
Until sometimes in November
When the wings of the eagle was clipped
And the sky ceased to be blue

Sunday, March 22, 2009

To the best mom in the world...

Mama…just wanna let you know
How much no one can ever take your place
You have been like a rock behind my back
Calmin my fears and tribulations each time
You have been that one who stood by me
Even when I had no one trustin or believing in me
Through the thick and thin of life
Through the very darkest of time
You would rather have me happy
Than spend a penny on frivolities
You’d give everythin to see me smile
and see to my success in life
How can I ever repay you for your love
So strong, so visible and eternal
Your so far away now but on this day
I just wanna let you know that
You rock mama……..Mama, you truly rock

Friday, March 20, 2009

Twilight................



So indeed this is the end of the road
The beautiful morning rose has lost its fragrance
Lost its color and left to wither
The wailing child will never see her mother
Snatched by the jugulars of death
The sun will no longer spread its shine
Eclipsed and consumed by the dark around it
The curtains fell off
And the stage once dominated by a colossus
Leaves its actor striped and naked
A life treaded on a blossoming path
Is plucked in the nick of time and
Now rots in the embers of six feet below earth…
Adieu….Natasha Richardson.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Eternity...


Love is so beautiful…Enjoy it...
Love is so Precious...hold it in sanctity...
Love is so full of pain…endure it...

Love is all about what you make it…Cherish it

Friday, March 13, 2009

You wont drown



Have you ever been at crossroads and wondered how you were gonna get out? Have you ever wondered why you put in all your best and it just seems your best isn’t good enough. Have you ever wondered why it seems in the world that your just about the only one walkin that straight path, with no help and support from anywhere. Have you ever felt like just givin it all up when you tried all you could and it seem nothing was just working…Lately, everythin just seems to be a drag...no color … no life..it’s like everythin is at that point where you have the stop sign ..when the necessary push isn’t given the desired shove...am at that point where givin up isn’t an option and lettin up isn’t the way to go so am here cryin deep from within my soul for help...Just some color ..Just some bliss...Just a lil happiness…A lil fulfillment to let up this pent up emotions…...Don’t know how I got down this road but aint lettin me drown in this sea.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

My Confessions...

Day after day
My heart is still saddened
Dug deep with a gaping hole,
An unfulfilled void

The heart you left is still sore
Aching and gasping for breath
Unable to heal after the ruins
Brought upon it

Still, I wear that uncertain look
Uncertain of what the future holds
Waiting for you even as I bleed
To see if you’ll come take this pain away…

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

If...

If
The leaves will always be green

If
The birds will continue to sing

If
The sky will always be blue

If
The stars will always shine

If
Your love will ever stay forever

Baby I promise I will always be here

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

HE ENDURED IT ALL


He endured it all for me
He endured it all that I may live
He endured it all that I may be saved

He was mocked for my sins
They reviled and spat on him
Threw pebbles at him
But still he endured for me

They cast aspersions on him
Calling his God into question
They whipped him until he bled
And as he cried more and more
Under the excruciating pain
He endured it for me

He endured the suffering
The pain and humiliation
Had his garment rented apart
And was nailed to the cross
But he endured it all for me

With hands rammed to the cross
Blood flowing down his arms
And barbed thorns around his head
He still endured it all for me
Supplicating on my behalf before my father
Never giving up on me through the pain
All this he endured for me

He layed down his life
Paying the ultimate price for me
And in my heart,I crucify him
With my words and actions
Still,he never turned his eyes away
Enduring all for me

In my dreams everyday
I see you calling out to me
On the door of my heart,you keep knocking
Waiting patiently for me to open up
Yet have been defiant and stubborn
Still you endured it all

I wake up everyday feeling strong
No lost limbs,no lost arms
Failing to get on my knees
Thanking you for your numerous mercies
Still you endured

Everytime I get into sin
I could imagine the expression on your face
As you bleed within askin me why
I pray and then you forgive me all
Always giving me a second chance
Still im there groping in the dark
Running back to my filth and stench
In it all,you never got tired of me
Stilling enduring it all for me

What manner of man..what manner of love
That wont make you go away from me ,a filthy rag
Your eyes cannot behold unholiness and unrighteousness
Still you wanna wine and dine with me in the thick of my sins
You disapprove of my sinful ways,still you wont go away
Enduring it all for me

My life would have had no meaning
Friends would have walked away
Families would have held their distance
Aquaintances would have scorned me
Had you not been there for me
And been the Lord of my life
Yet,I don’t appreciate you as I should
And still,you endure it all for me

What will I give that will suffice
An unworthy man like me
Where do I start telling of your grace
That’s never unshakeable
For an unworthy man like me
Still in my sins,you see my heart
How much it longs for you
How much it draws from you
How much my spirit desires you
Through my every thought
Even when it seems I despise you

Lord,im ready to give my all
Open my heart.open me up
You created me..you know my being
You redeemed me yet from my mothers womb
Why wont you have your way Lord
Above every other thing in life that holds me down
Why wont you pick me up from the dumps
And shred everythin in my life that wont praise you
Severe anything in my life that wont let me serve you
You’re the Lord of my life
To whom I owe everything
You’re my maker ..you wrote my story from inception
Its time Lord that you take charge
And mold this pot into your like
Frame my heart for you,to serve you
All the days of my life,that the world will see
That you’re the lord of my life
You make me breathe Lord,
I love you soo much,like nothing ever in my life
You’re my everything.